Are you Miss Ozziline's toy?

Some of you may already follow My writing on My Substack, in which case you'll know that I've made a real journey to get here. Some of you may have just stumbled upon Me via a horny Google search, or amongst the minefield of X. Either way, here you are, reading My words in search for something.

BTS of Miss Ozziline at Blue Door Dungeon, London

I came to be a Dominatrix through My own search, so in that way, I can relate to you and why you're here. Not many of us feel truly seen in the world we're born into. This world has structures, laws and ideology that only serves a handful of the population (if that). In the Western world - where I reside as a London Dominatrix, and where you will most likely visit Me, should we someday meet - these ideologies are inherently systematic.

Here, sin makes you 'less than', 'masculinity' is rigid, 'femininity' is dull. I never understood these tropes. They never felt real or raw or honest. The people I saw adopt them never seemed genuinely at peace, or happy. Perhaps on the surface, but not all the way down. Not through their hearts and into their guts. So that is how My search began; a search for the truth. For something that got under My skin and deep into My mind.

It's hard to say whether someone like Me will ever not be searching for something. The idea that I could one day be satisfied in every way is a myth. But I can say that participating in the rituals of being a Domme - wearing latex and leather, connecting with fetishists and submissive's, delving into the minds of oppressed men, trampling the flesh of My visitors - has given Me more peace than I knew was possible.

In this short and wholly vulnerable introduction to Me, Miss Ozziline, is a message for you. And that message is that every Domina needs Her submissive. Her devotee. Her toy. In Domming I have found empathy, and this empathy somehow allows Me to fulfil My sadistic desires in a way that feels good for Me and you - should you dare indulge yourself.

My toy, I know you have it in you to find that something. To unlock the cages you've been crammed into out there, by coming into Mine. To hang up the boredom of your everyday through unleashing your inner demons with Me. I'll be oh so proud of you when you do.

May you pray til then.

With warmth & perversion,

Miss O